Fell Beast, Dreadful Spirit by Narya

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Chapter 1


He heard the call and refused to yield. Who was he, he wondered? What had he been, long ago in the dark?

 

The wolf-shape stood beside him, silvery-blue, teeth bared in challenge and joy.

 

Together? he asked.

 

Yes. A twitch of the tail; a lift of the great front paw. Let us run.

 

Stars burned. Mountains flew under their feet. They raced through the shadows, over fire and blood, through the heart of the world and back. They sang to the skies and howled down the wind. Nobody saw them; nobody heard.

 

It is good, he thought, to be free.


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